#cabin Poirot

[thekenobee]

Cabin Pressure + Poirot (Part 9)

[peachpitfan]

God gives his hardest battles to his strongest soldiers (being obsessed with something with very little internet content)

[tawneybel]

2023 Movie Ranking

Note: Completely forgot this was in my drafts lol.

Again, highly subjective. Part of me wants to go back to posting in depth movie reviews lol. With, like, proper criticism and everything. Completely forgot this was in my drafts lol.

Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse: Has the most effort put into it out of the other movies I’ve seen this year. I’m not a fan of every single Spider-Person, but I love, love all the animation styles. Also, back in 2020, I totally called the fact that Miguel is a stud. Totally called it.

Saw X: John and Amanda as villain protagonists? Yess. This franchise’s industrial horror vibe is unparalleled, as usual. 

Barbie: Great litmus test.

Scream VI: To no one’s surprise. *currently wearing a Ghostface tee* 

Totally Killer

The Last Voyage of the Demeter: Seriously underrated. It contains some of the most heart-staking death scenes in any Dracula media I’ve seen.  

Thanksgiving: It’s about time! The trailer came out in 2007. XD 

A Haunting in Venice

The Conference: I’ve been meaning to get back into Nordic noir, but this is the first Nordic slasher I’ve seen. 

The Super Mario Bros. Movie: Pretty much the only time I played video games growing up was at the dentist office. So I always felt much less knowledgeable than, well, everyone on Mario. We can all agree Jack Black as Bowser was exquisite though, right? 

Consecration: While I think religious horror should try something besides Catholicism, it’s worth a watch.

Five Nights at Freddy’s

Renfield: Fun horror comedy. Hopefully got at least some people to realize they’re in codependent relationships and seek help. 

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3: So I’m not generally big on the MCU. GOTG however has the kind of ragtag bunch of misfits I like watching. Maybe not over and over again, however. The third installment was okay. 

Evil Dead Rise: I liked Evil Dead 2013 better than the original because of its rancid vibes. Rise also pretty much feels grungy, if you’re into that. 

The Boogeyman: Night Shift may have been one of the first King collections I read. (Just After Sunset was the second book I read by him.) The short story was great. The title monster’s reveal at the end? Not in the film. :(

Insidious: The Red Door: So I watched this without knowing they’d made a fourth Insidious. So I couldn’t compare it to The Last Key. Anyway, it had some odd scenes revolving around Nick. To the point where I wondered if someone in production just wanted to see frat boys in diapers. 

Knock at the Cabin: First horror movie of 2023 I watched. Figured it would not be the best and it wasn’t. I’m not sure if reading the book would have made a difference. I just didn’t care for the plot.

[frogshunnedshadows]

Holed up in a hotel, waiting for a storm to pass, and I think what I want most is Poirot to watch : /

But at least I have access to Tumblr on mobile, thru the hôtel wi-fi.

Hey, I can type “hôtel” just like Poirot would! Just long press on the “o” and all the accented letters pop up.

[therealnightcity]

[Subject Interview: Ily]

NICKNAME: You can use Ve1es, or Ily if you'd prefer. It’s all the same to me.

GENDER: Male

STAR SIGN: Capricorn—a capricious, fickle creature if it’s to be believed.

HEIGHT: 5’7/170cm—suppose I have to make it fair, don’t I? Can’t have everything.

ORIENTATION: I’ve never been accused of pickiness.

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: While my caretakers weren’t particularly forthcoming, seeing as they dropped me on a doorstep, this is hearsay. Based on my name, I’m Russian presumably.

FAVE FRUIT: Pomegranate is something I genuinely enjoy, along with raspberries.

FAVE SEASON: My favorite season is fall, when the heat finally relents. It also makes my occupation more comfortable, although there’s only so much that can be done in that regard.

FAVE FLOWER: Oleander—delicate and deceptive

FAVE SCENT: Old books and ink—the dusty scent of curling pages

COFFEE, TEA, HOT CHOCOLATE: I drink black tea with milk, or chai, but I wouldn’t turn down coffee if you put it in front of me. Caffeine is caffeine.

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: I’ll sleep when I’m dead.

DOG OR CAT: I’ve had enough of dogs to last me Saburo Arasaka’s lifetime, I much prefer cats. But if we’re allowed to pick, foxes would be my choice. They’re cunning, and less inclined towards tameness.

DREAM TRIP: I prefer driving or megalevs when possible. Flights don't agree with me, but a trip to the coast would be worth it. Not the sandy beaches, but the rocky, rougher ones. If I had the time for it, I'd drive up along the coast, find a remote cabin to stay in and hope my associates could be trusted to run business for a time (wishful thinking, I know.)

FAVE FICTIONAL CHARACTER: Admittedly, I have a soft spot for mysteries, even if it's only to try to poke holes in them and the reasoning. My favorites are Inspector Morse, and Poirot. I trust you will keep this appropriately quiet.

NUMBER OF BLANKETS THEY SLEEP WITH: I sleep with at least two—I hate getting too cold, and at least one ends up on the floor.

RANDOM FACT: I have a medical degree, and run a Ripper clinic off the Dogtown market. If you can brave the setting, I'm sure you'll find something you'd like. Of course, if it's business you'd like to discuss, I can certainly accomodate. I'm sure we could come to an agreement.

--

Run along now, I'm sure you have other matters to attend to

[justforbooks]

Regarded as one of Agatha Christie’s greatest achievements, Murder on the Orient Express was first published as a novel in 1934.

The very first publication of the story was in a six-instalment serialisation in the Saturday Evening Post in 1933 in the US, under the title, Murder on the Calais Coach.

The book is dedicated "To M.E.L.M. Arpachiyah, 1933" – Agatha Christie’s second husband, Max Edgar Lucien Mallowan.

It’s likely that the story was drafted when Christie was on an archaeological dig with Max in Arpachiyah, Iraq, although The Pera Palace Hotel in Istanbul has an Agatha Christie Room where, it claims, she wrote Murder on the Orient Express.

The story was partly inspired by the Lindbergh case; a shocking real-life case following the kidnapping of international hero, Charles Lindbergh’s, 20-month old son who was held for a $50,000 ransom. The ransom was paid, but unfortunately Lindbergh’s son was never returned.

The story was also inspired partly by an incident in 1929 when the Orient Express was trapped in a blizzard in Çerkezköy, Turkey, where it was marooned for six days! Two years later Christie was involved in a similar scenario when she was travelling on the Orient Express and the train got stuck for a period of time due to heavy rainfall and flooding, which washed part of the track away!

Christie first travelled on the Orient Express in 1928 which also happened to be her first solo trip abroad. This was to become the first of many trips on the train.

Agatha Christie’s notable attention to detail is evident throughout the novel. While writing it, she checked cabin layouts, door handles and light switches, noting down their positions. These crucial details would lead Poirot to solve the case.

The dust jacket blurb on the first edition reads: ‘Murder on the Orient Express must rank as one of the most ingenious stories ever devised.’

In 1974 the book was adapted for the big screen. Directed by Sidney Lumet and starring Albert Finney as Hercule Poirot, the film was the 11th highest grossing film of the year.

At the age of 84, Agatha Christie made her last public appearance at the royal premiere of the film in London.

In 2015 Murder on the Orient Express was ranked as the second World’s Favourite Christie, which ranked And Then There Were None in the top spot and The Murder of Roger Ackroyd in third place.

Daily inspiration. Discover more photos at Just for Books…?

[booklovershouse]

Oiiii, booklovers!

A capa desse post ficou uma vibe meio "Crepúsculo" mas enfim 🤡

Nos outros meses eu reclamei que não tava lendo muito, né? Pois então, em novembro li sete livros - e agr cadê a coragem pra resenhar?

🌑 | Girafas e Açaí - Danielli Jesus (5★)

Júlia tem 13 anos e quer chamar seu crush pra tomar um açaí, mas não tem coragem suficiente. Então, um dia antes do passeio da escola para o zoológico, Júlia tem um sonho estranho com uma girafa expert em romances. E aí, será que ela vai conseguir chamá-lo para tomar um açaí?

Amei que esse livro me lembrou do fundamental. Tenho uma nostalgia enorme dessa época pq quando a pandemia começou eu estava no início do 7° ano e, quando terminou, tava com um pé no ensino médio. Saudades daqueles tempos que não voltam mais...

🌒 | Agnus Dei - Lyta Racielly (3,5★)

Hosannah nasceu em Yaacov e sempre soube que seria chamada para uma missão no Além-Reino. Quando o momento enfim chegou, Hosannah não sabia bem o que fazer, mas deu seu melhor.

Achei legalzinho, mas é bem mais voltado pro evangelismo do que uma história, história. Enfim, é ok.

🌓 | Morte no Nilo - Agatha Christie (4,5★)

Meu primeiro da Agatha Christie. E acho que posso afirmar que prefiro minha duplinha do 221b. Sherlock e Watson já ocupam um espaco muito grande no meu coração para serem superados a essa altura do campeonato.

Linnet Ridgeway, inteligente, bonita e rica (sim, eu amo essa frase de Emma kkkkkkk) casou-se com Simon Doyle, um "zé ninguém" e ex-noivo de sua melhor amiga, Jaqueline. Em sua lua de mel no Nilo, nem tudo são flores: Jackie segue o casal para todo lado e Linnet sente que corre perigo. Então, quando ela é encontrada morta em sua cabine, cabe a Poirot descobrir quem é o assassino.

Não posso fazer comentários sobre minhas impressões da história pq vai ser um spoiler gigantesco, mas talvez quem já leu entenda o que quero dizer. Me senti uma palhaça no final e não foi no bom sentido.

🌔 | Um Milhão de Dates Ruins - Isabela Borrelli (4★)

Já imaginou ficar presa no tempo tendo vários dates ruins?

Amanda não tem quase esperanças de encontrar sua "pessoa certa" para quebrar sua maldição e fazer o tempo voltar ao normal, ainda mais depois de ter vários dates bizarros. Mas a solução pode estar mais próxima do que ela imagina.

Entendi o que a autora quis passar, mas confesso que esperava um final melhor. Acho que é por isso que a nota no Skoob é meio baixa: tivemos nossas expectativas jogadas no lixo kkkkkkkkrying Mesmo assim, gostei da escrita e do estilo da autora.

🌕 | Grama de Vidro - Débora C. Eller (5★)

Eu tava louca pra ler mais alguma coisa da Débora depois de Apenas Mais um Conto em julho, então quase tive um ataque quando vi Grama de Vidro gratuito no Reforme seu Kindle kkkkkkkk

Madu e sua melhor amiga, Carol, estão indo para (mais um) show da Grass of Glass, banda pela qual Carol é apaixonada. No hotel - onde só tem gente podre de rica-, Madu acaba ficando amiga de um cara que conheceu enquanto cantava no banheiro, mas que nunca viu o rosto...como será que essa história vai terminar?

A escrita da Débora estava incrível como sempre, é esse tipo de livro que me faz amar a literatura nacional pq, nossa, é o puro suco do Brasil. Fora isso, me relembrou meus tempos de fã da 1D (One Direction). Foi nostálgico e ao mesmo tempo triste. Maaaas, eu simplesmente amei o nome da banda, achei genial! Tipo, ✨Grass of Glass✨

🌖 | Voz de Âmbar - Débora C. Eller (4,5★)

Esse aqui é um spin-off do livro anterior (o pov do mocinho de uma das cenas), então só leia depois do primeiro.

🌗 | Três Fatias de Amor - Ana Souza (3,5★)

Débora nunca imaginou que trabalharia como garçonete em sua pizzaria preferida, até espalhar currículos pela cidade e não receber nenhuma resposta positiva. Ela logo faz amizade com Mateus, um dos garçons da pizzaria e agora eles precisam lidar com os sentimentos que estão começando a surgir...

Na minha humilde opinião, esse caiu naquela velha reclamação que faço: a autora não soube quando parar. Acho que a história se estendeu demais, o que deixou meio entediante em alguns pontos. E confesso que não fui com a cara da Débora.

Enfim gnt, foi isso, sorry pelo post quilométrico kkkkkkkkk

Bjs e boas leiturasssss <333

[ericsfanfictions]

New Demigod Cabin: Opora

Opora is a minor Greek goddess of fruit and the autumn harvest. She doesn't have an exact Roman equivalent but Pomona is similar. Opora attracted the attention of the star god Sirius, who is associated with the "dog days" of summer. He burned hotter and hotter as his love for Opora remained unrequited, scorching the earth. Eventually mortals cried out and the north wind god Boreas sent his sons to bring Opora to Sirius, making the story a sort of parallel to the one of Helios' son Phaethon.

Opora's cabin is full of fruit snacks, candy, fruit itself, and lots of fruity drinks and smoothies. There is a tree that has all kinds of fruit growing on it, while many different birds inhabit the tree. A small fruit garden is attached to the back of the cabin. An orangutan named Amber watches over the cabin. Opora's children tend to eat healthy and many are vegetarian. They can also identify which fruits are edible and which ones are poison, though they themselves are immune to all poisonous fruit. Opora's children often hang out with demigod children of Dionysus, Demeter, and Graces. among others. They carry a bag of seeds in their pockets which can grow quickly to provide fruit.

Opora's children can inflict scurvy on enemies, and they often have weapons dipped in poison. They can also summon bees and other pollinators, and some can even turn into fruit-eating creatures. They are also decent healers due to their knowledge of fruits and herbs.

Historical Demigods/Legacies: Johnny Appleseed, Agnes Block, Paul Cézanne, Carmen Miranda, David Fairchild

Cabin Members: Georgia Perry, Kiri Parata, Yesenia Morales, Barry Appleton, Polycarp Adamos

Head Counselor: Clementine Poirot

[firearmsandflashdrives]

thesis statement elementary is a police procedural and not a murder mystery show NOT because of its actual relationship to the police (that the mcs are employed by/adjacent to the police but are not themselves cops) which is actually almost identical to those of shows like miss fishers and poirot (archetypal murder mystery/murder of the week shows imo) BUT because of its relationship to place. Rather than the investigators being immersed in a foreign world/cast of characters/tangle of relationships each episode, the show revolves around the police station itself. new characters are met BUT the mcs rarely interact with more than one suspect at a time and rarely interact with them outside their capacity as suspects. instead of staying at their cabin/visiting their circus/riding on their boat/etc and then experiencing a murder that they have to solve, holmes and watson instead are called specifically to a crime scene and it is a CRIME SCENE, not, say, a mansion that has suddenly and shockingly been converted into one. the world of the show does not change from episode to episode even if the mcs physically go to multiple new locations & this in turn informs the way they relate to the suspects/new characters.

because of this elementary does not manage to include smthn i find so compelling about detective shows, that the detective shows up and exposes everyone's private lives, every cheating spouse, every sticky-fingered employee, every bit of petty banal dishonesty, in the pursuit of greater truth, and because we're watching a detective show we are expected to believe that these people are better for it. That if every stupid secret you kept out of laziness or fear or spite was dragged out into the open in front of your entire social circle it would help. and i'm actually not saying it definitely wouldn't; it's sort of enthralling to imagine that it would. there's almost like a queer eye/what not to wear element to it. the intoxicating notion that you could live the rest of your life as the (better) person that this stranger has forced you to be for a single moment

[detective-dipstick]

Murder on the Orient Express (1974) vs. Murder on the Orient Express (2017)

Never read the book so I'm considering plot-related things that probably happened in the book as the creations of the movies and it will count towards their rewards and penalties.

Things I liked from both:

-the handkerchief! big fan. the mystery of the handkerchief was better than the mystery of who murdered that guy.

-I like the locations in both. I like the scenery. I think they played with the being stuck on a train thing in their own ways and it worked out.

-There was a third thing I can't remember.

Things I despised from both:

-the ending. the dumbest ending in mystery history. mstry hstry. miss tree his tree.

-sorry i got distracted. literally it was so anticlimactic and SOOOO dumb. I had a friend who really liked the ending but he had horrible opinions about everything so fork spotted in the kitchen i guess. anyway drives me insane to this day.

Things I liked better in 74:

-The train. Looks like a real train. We get to look at it for a long time. A movie made for train-lovers, which is the main draw of Orient Express as a concept anyway.

-Generally better looking cinematography. I like.

-Hector. Freaking. McQueen.

-First of all, Anthony Perkins? Damn. Second, Anthony Perkins as McQueen? GAYYYYY (flirtatious). Noticed him the moment he appeared on screen. Totally in love with everything he did. No notes except a tiny one with my number on it. Anyway

-Ms. Hubbard. Genuinely annoying af as God intended. and she didn't have a random wig reveal (although that was funnnny. again that Branagh melodrama that's so ridiculous sometimes but admirably bold every time). anyway idk i like her. I don't like her but I do. the girlboss effect in action.

-The Armstrong case summarized in the BEGINNING thank you for making sense. Was so jarring in the 2017 version that they just randomly mention it later in the movie. No prior allusion to it or anything. Those first few scenes in the 74 version were unsettling to me in a good way.

-They look so relieved and happy when Poirot and Bianchi vote to pin the murder on the imaginary guy. It's just a cute little moment idk. Some of them hug each other. McQueen smiles and stands up and sits down for some reason.

Things I liked better in Branagh's:

-Branagh as Poirot. I feel like I'll be unjustifiably assassinated for this but I like him a lot. In this movie specifically, he's great. I dislike Orient Express compared to his three Poirot movies in almost every other respect but he was very refreshing here.

-From what I've seen of Branagh as a director, he excels at melodrama, and it shows here.

-Loveee how during the breakdown Poirot had no fucking idea who did it. When he said "it is time to solve this case" he meant it so literally. He meant "well we're on a deadline so I'm just gonna start talking and hope it all works out." Relatable af that's me writing my essays and shit. Also very funny.

-So there’s a scene, right? There’s a scene with Hildegarde (great name btw) and Poirot where he questions her in German so the princess can’t understand it and then she mentions seeing “the other conductor” in the sleeping car and he’s so shocked he switches to English and he’s like “WHAT other conductor???” and that was so cool you had to be there it was cool. Too bad it didn’t mean anything but it was sick.

-I like Bouc slightly better than Bianchi. Now, Bianchi has the better name. Fun to say. He was very silly and cool. But I can’t pretend I don’t love Bouc. C’mon.

-The count and countess. WOW. They were charming in 74 but in this one they are HOT. Holy shit. Even better somehow that we don’t meet them right away. They’re talked about in the beginning but we only see them when Poirot goes to their cabin to question them for reasons I can’t remember (I recall he originally wasn’t going to. They were in a different car or diplomatic immunity or something idk I was born yesterday). Anyway him just showing up at the elusive count and countess’s later in the movie and turns out the whole time they were just in there doing hot people shit. They were in two scenes but really carried the film with their sexual energy. 

General thoughts:

For the record, I wouldn’t recommend either of these movies. If this post inspired u to watch them for some reason, don’t you dare think of me. Goodnight.

[unicornmummy]

Finally back having fun building and making sims for my Interbellum (1920s-1930s) savefile. Building in Willow Creek. English Village coming along. Saving Henford on Bagley for manors and Hunting Cabins.

Finished watching BBC's Hercule Poirot over christmas, so many ideas.

Oh and my 1 year anniversary playing the sims4 was in december.

[thekenobee]

Cabin Pressure + Poirot (Part 1) @fairytalesandfandoms 's fault<3

[rockislandadultreads]

Libby Spotlight: New eAudiobook Additions

A Holly Jolly Ever After by Julie Murphy & Sierra Simone (read by Chris Brinkley)

Kallum Liebermanis the funny one. As the arguably lesser of the three former members of the boy band INK, he enjoyed his fifteen minutes of fame and then moved home where he opened a regional pizza chain called Slice, Slice, Baby! He’s living his best dad bod life, hooking up with bridesmaids at all his friends’ weddings. But after an old one-off sex tape is leaked and quickly goes viral, Kallum decides he’s ready to step into the spotlight again, starring in a sexy Santa biopic for the Hope Channel.

Winnie Baker did everything right. She married her childhood sweetheart, avoided the downfalls of adolescent stardom, and transitioned into a stable adult acting career. Hell, she even waited until marriage to have sex. But after her perfect life falls apart, Winnie is ready to redefine herself—and what better way than a steamier-than-a-steaming-hot-mug-of-cider Christmas movie?

With decade old Hollywood history between them, Winnie and Kallum are both feeling hesitant about their new situation as costars…especially Winnie who can’t seem to fake on screen pleasure she’s never experienced in real life. She’s willing to do the pleasure research—for science and artistic authenticity, of course. And there’s no better research partner than her bridesmaid sex tape hall of fame costar, Kallum. But suddenly, Kallum’s teenage crush on Winnie is bubbling to the surface and Winnie might be catching feelings herself. They say opposites attract, but is this holly jolly ever after really ready for its close-up?

This is the second volume of the "A Christmas Notch" series.

Hercule Poirot's Silent Night by Sophie Hannah (read by Julian Rhind-Tutt)

It’s 19 December 1931. Hercule Poirot and Inspector Edward Catchpool are called to investigate the murder of a man in the apparent safe haven of a Norfolk hospital ward. Catchpool’s mother, the irrepressible Cynthia, insists that Poirot stays in a crumbling mansion by the coast, so that they can all be together for the festive period while Poirot solves the case. Cynthia’s friend Arnold is soon to be admitted to that same hospital and his wife is convinced he will be the killer’s next victim, though she refuses to explain why.

Poirot has less than a week to solve the crime and prevent more murders, if he is to escape from this nightmare scenario and get home in time for Christmas. Meanwhile, someone else – someone utterly ruthless – also has ideas about what ought to happen to Hercule Poirot . . .

This is the fifth volume of the "New Hercule Poirot Mysteries" series.

In a Holidaze by Christina Lauren (read by Patti Murin)

It’s the most wonderful time of the year…but not for Maelyn Jones. She’s living with her parents, hates her going-nowhere job, and has just made a romantic error of epic proportions.

But perhaps worst of all, this is the last Christmas Mae will be at her favorite place in the world—the snowy Utah cabin where she and her family have spent every holiday since she was born, along with two other beloved families. Mentally melting down as she drives away from the cabin for the final time, Mae throws out what she thinks is a simple plea to the universe: Please. Show me what will make me happy.

The next thing she knows, tires screech and metal collides, everything goes black. But when Mae gasps awake…she’s on an airplane bound for Utah, where she begins the same holiday all over again. With one hilarious disaster after another sending her back to the plane, Mae must figure out how to break free of the strange time loop—and finally get her true love under the mistletoe.

Maybe Next Time by Cesca Major (read by Clare Corbett)

It is an ordinary Monday and harried London literary agent Emma is flying out of the door as usual. Preoccupied with work and her ever growing to-do list, she fails to notice her lovely husband Dan seems bereft, her son can barely meet her eye, and her daughter won’t go near her. Even the dog seems sad.

She is far too busy, buried deep in her phone; social media alerts pinging; clients messaging with “emergencies”; keeping track of a dozen WhatsApp groups about the kids’ sports, school, playdates, all of it. Her whole day is frantic—what else is new—and as she rushes back through the door for dinner, Dan is still upset. They fight, and he walks out, desolate, dragging their poor dog around the block. Just as she realizes it is their anniversary and she has forgotten, again, she hears the screech of brakes.

Dan is dead.

The next day Emma wakes up… and Dan is alive. And it’s Monday again. And again. And again.

Emma tries desperately to change the course of fate by doing different things each time she wakes up: leaving WhatsApp, telling her boss where to get off, writing to Dan, listening to her kids, reaching out to forgotten friends, getting drunk and buying out Prada. But will Emma have the chance to find herself again, remember what she likes about her job, reconnect with her children, love her husband? Will this be enough to change the fate they seem destined for?

[finalsurvivorgrp]

“For what little it matters, I am sorry that you ended up in this position. But, after learning everything that you have learned today, I hope you understand why we go to such lengths,” Catherine said, leaning back in her chair as she watched Avery. It wasn’t as though either one of them had expected this. Most people didn’t wander this far into the forest and were unlucky enough to walk into the wrong area at the wrong time. Or to end up going into a system that would lead them into the underground portion of the Corporation. It was terrible luck. But if it kept any of their current sacrifices from finding a way into the underground, Catherine would take the risk of having someone not involved aware. “Alternatively, it’s better that you didn’t have to take part in the sacrifice,” she said, because if they hadn’t found her. She would be in that section of the woods. A random person being murdered would be new but would not have much of an effect.

The Jock was running into the cabin, slamming the door behind him. He was blabbering, something that she could easily tell even though they weren’t hearing what he was saying. She was going to take a guess and say he was trying to let everyone know that the Whore was dead, and it was bad. The problem with them being together is that Fornicus really didn’t do a good job at group projects. He did best when he was one on one and had the chance to terrorize and kill.

“I like watching trashy television and reading mystery novels,” Catherine said with a quiet hum. “I like watching all the Housewives. And then reading an Agatha Christie novel,” she admitted. Probably not something that she would have expressed to anyone that she worked with. They didn’t need to know that she enjoyed Nene Leakes one moment and Hercule Poirot the next.

they’re all going to die in the end. keep up this farce, and eventually, someone forgets. humanity wasn’t geared to run like this, and FUCK, maybe they’d deserve it… especially given the fact that they were so heartlessly bartering lives like this. perhaps this was an ultimate test of morality, one that they seemed to fail year after year… but maybe that was a better mechanism of thought for a philosopher. maybe that was her own… sensitivities, as an artist. she wants to think that things can be saved, fixed, better. but humanity was always there to shock and surprise her with it’s inability to turn from selfishness. she wants to embrace it, almost. hell. catherine seemed to have.

how else could she STOMACH it all?

“i wonder if it means we didn’t grow up, if we’re still dreaming. or maybe we just tell ourselves that to talk ourselves down from the disappointment that maybe? we just weren’t GOOD ENOUGH to accomplish those dreams. maybe it’s all just some exercise in ego, really. but, as weird as it is to say that, and then this? i do think you would have been good, regardless. you have that drive to you… a tenacity. or, it’s as good as i can guess it is, after a few hours of being kidnapped and forced to work for you. well. algo así. at least this is better then running into a force field after jumping off a ravine.” there’s a brief laugh that bubbles up to the surface, breezy, as if she couldn’t care less. would she show it now, if she did? after all… she knows this game, now, for what it was.

and in it, horror movie logic reigned supreme. and who BETTER THAN HER could navigate that? it was time to trust the instincts that had brought her here rather than to slaughter in the first place. “i think that’s a very animalistic urge to understand. to eat. to want to consume. it’s harder for people to accept horror, because it’s far too close to the bone for us. i think… most people would do the cowardly thing. the horrid thing. we don’t like that. but. well…” there’s a quieter laugh this time. perhaps defeated, as avery realized the true trap of this. “well. given that we’ll be observing child murder for the rest of the night, other than people eating mantises, what do you happen to like?”

- @finalsurvivorgrp

[nereidaa]

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A (Not So) Weekly Wrap-Up

Oops it’s been a month...anyways!

Knock at the Cabin

While vacationing at a remote cabin, a young girl and her two fathers are taken hostage by four armed strangers who demand that the family make an unthinkable choice to avert the apocalypse. With limited access to the outside world, the family must decide what they believe before all is lost.

Get inside honey, it’s WWE champion Dave Bautistia! This is not what I thought it would be... I went into this ITCHING for a classic M Night twist and that just didn’t happen. Everything was played so straight and seriously that I was left really underwhelmed; like at least make it that the world wasn’t actually ending and it was all for nothing. Also, the crashed plane just saying ‘Australia’ instead of an actual airline is hilarious to me.

Rating: -2

The Super Mario Bros Movie

While working underground to fix a water main, Brooklyn plumbers—and brothers—Mario and Luigi are transported down a mysterious pipe and wander into a magical new world. But when the brothers are separated, Mario embarks on an epic quest to find Luigi.

This is just a really fun movie, the story is simple and the whole movie looks beautiful. I really have two issues: I wish Anya Taylor Joy was doing at least a little bit of a voice and the soundtrack is not great. The choice of liscensed songs is really random and makes it pretty easy to get distracted.

Rating: 3

Death on the Nile

Belgian sleuth Hercule Poirot's Egyptian vacation aboard a glamorous river steamer turns into a terrifying search for a murderer when a picture-perfect couple's idyllic honeymoon is tragically cut short.

I’ll be honest, this movie isn’t anything special. It’s a nice little mystery to kill time but nohting to write home about. The most bonkers part for me is that all of this drama is over who gets to marry Armie Hammer who I think is pretty standard looking... Unfortunately my prediction of ‘never trust a boy mum’ was wrong but oh well.

Rating: 3